I have come to the unmitigated conclusion that all the humans are quite, quite mad here.
They have just brought home a second bird. As if the first one was not noisy enough and dangerous enough, they have a second bird in a second cage. Crazy.
The first one they called Gizmo. Stupid name. I have heard them say she is a "lori" whatever that means. I have watched her and she likes shiny things and ripping the bells off her toys.
The other day she was out of the cage. This is totally unacceptable as she tried to attack me. Imagine...........she was either after my beautiful eyes or my shiny bell. Either way, I am convinced she is evil and I refuse to look at her any more in case she decides to do irreparable harm to me, Daisy. AFH said she merely crash landed near me after being startled, but I know better - that attack was planned and executed with malice I am sure.
Oh, this Gizmo tries to lull me into a false sense of security. Wolf whistling at me and talking quiet bird talk, but that evil laugh and the beady eyes tell a different story. I am Daisy. I am not stupid.
I have taken Garfield, the small ginger, to task on this and he is forever trying to catch both birds. Unfortunately they are doubly protected, first by the steel cages and secondly a bottle of liquid that is sprayed at him by AFH. She says it is "just water", but I have seen Garfield run after being hit with a dose of this liquid. I think it may be nasty and possibly lethal.
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